Drugs Poem by Rebekah Rogers

Something strange was coming through
all with in throughout the land
the people were beside themselves,
the forgot to understand

so with dizzy thoughts and reeling minds
they made themselves a plan
that in and out their human flesh
they would only be just man

we were told to dissenfuze ourselves
to think of body and not of soul
we were told to throw away the things
that fought to make us whole

we were made as kids to sit in chairs
and forget all that we think,
and that ob-vi-ou-sly life we knew
was going down the sink.